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è ci qualcuno là
era l'autunno dell'anno
cammino giù i percorsi del giardino
quando ho esaminato i vostri occhi
amo la mia ora di vento e di luce
fra le montagne ho vagato
ora mentre i miei labbri stanno vivendo
ho detto
limps con la fermata del passo doloroso
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
le stelle sono caduto da cielo

 



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